As a golden elixir period magic item, even though the Black Cloud Flag was tainted by the Blood River True Water and couldn't display its true power in battle, its ability to fly and move through space was still extremely handy for Lin Feng.
As a spatial type magic item, other than being able to travel through space for short distances, the Black Cloud Flag could also open up an independent space.
Two balls of black light flashed in the space, one of them wrapped around Xiao Yan and his fellow disciples. Lin Feng went to see them, Xiao Yan's injuries were still considered stable.
The other ball of black light wrapped around the war god puppet, it had already calmed down, the red light in its eyes completely extinguished, its terrifying aura also disappeared, it was like a statue.
The war god puppet's arms were still tightly wrapped around Huikong. Even though the war god puppet had already lost its vitality, Huikong's Fa Li was also sealed, unable to move.
Huikong saw Lin Feng and his lips moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth and didn't say anything.
Lin Feng looked like he didn't care on the surface, but he was actually secretly observing Huikong.
"You also came for my disciple?" Lin Feng asked indifferently: "I heard my disciples say that you recognized Hui Ku's Thundershock Staff and are looking for Hui Ku?"
Huikong raised his head and chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice: "Amitabha, this poor monk indeed came for that disobedient junior brother Hui Ku. To be more precise, this poor monk wants to recover the buddhist bone relics of the sect elders that were desecrated by Hui Ku's hands."
"Hui Ku is treacherous, actually daring to refine the relics of our elders into magic items, this poor monk definitely cannot sit by and do nothing."
Even though he fell into Lin Feng's hands, Huikong's expression was still calm. It wasn't that he wasn't afraid, but rather that he had faith in his heart and his will was sufficiently firm.
Lin Feng asked: "What is your dharma name?"
Huikong answered: "This poor monk's dharma name is Huikong."
Lin Feng looked at him and suddenly asked: "If I tell you Hui Ku's whereabouts, what will you do after you find him?"
Hui Kong's drooping eyelids suddenly opened, and the divine light in his eyes rose explosively. "Cripple his cultivation and imprison him to chant scriptures before the Buddha for the rest of his life to atone for his sins."
Lin Feng looked into his eyes and knew that the monk was serious.
"Little monk, unfortunately, you won't be able to do it," Lin Feng said calmly.
Huikong's expression didn't change: "What Senior means is that you want to kill me, so I can't find Junior Hui Ku to retrieve the Sarira?"
"Or could it be that Junior Brother Hui Ku has already died in your hands, so I am unable to detain him to chant sutras in front of the Buddha to atone for his sins?"
Lin Feng glanced at him. "You think you're smart."
Hui Kong replied, "Senior, please guide me."
Lin Feng waved his sleeve. "Hui Ku is indeed dead, but he didn't die by my hands. He perished together with the cultivators under Zhu Hongwu."
Hui Kong's gaze slightly focused, and his expression became serious. "The Marquis of Xuanji, Zhu Hongwu?"
In the past, the Great Zhou Dynasty united many powers to exterminate Buddhism, and the Marquis of Xuanji was the commander. Hui Kong was also a disciple of the Great Thunder Temple. Even though he wasn't as extreme as Hui Ku, he similarly hated the Marquis of Xuanji.
Lin Feng smiled coldly. "If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. The second steward under Zhu Hongwu, the Yu family's guest, were all slapped to pieces by me. If a direct descendant of the Yu family dares to step on my disciple, I'll take one of his legs. "
"Why do you think I left you alive and didn't kill you, only capturing you alive?"
Hui Kong lowered his head and said, "I didn't really offend your master and disciple, I just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the Sarira."
Lin Feng said in his heart, "Of course it's because the war god puppet has no more power." But he naturally wouldn't say this to Hui Kong. Hearing Hui Kong's reply, Lin Feng slightly nodded his head. "This is only one of the reasons, the other reason is because of your junior brother, Hui Ku."
Hui Kong looked towards Lin Feng with a bit of shock. Lin Feng calmly said, "Before Hui Ku passed away, I was right in front of him."
"This Thundershock Staff was given to me by him before he died." Lin Feng slowly said, "But those twenty four Sarira were destroyed in the Nether Blood River under the Black Cloud Underground Palace."
Hui Kong's expression changed greatly: "Nether Blood River! Is what senior said true? "
Lin Feng said indifferently: "I only say what I say once."
Hui Kong was extremely confused. If the Sarira was really transferred into the Nether Blood River, it would definitely be completely contaminated by the tainted blood and lose all of its Buddhist nature.
He composed himself and said in a low voice: "It was this poor monk's impoliteness, please tell me the details."
Lin Feng suddenly changed his tone and asked: "Because of the Sarira, you're very dissatisfied with your junior brother Hui Ku?"
Hui Kong was slightly startled, but still answered very calmly: "This poor monk did indeed violate the precept of anger because of this matter, but this is how my heart is and I don't dare to quibble or cover it up."
Lin Feng nodded his head and continued to say: "Do you know what Hui Ku said the most before he died?" He stared into Hui Kong's eyes and slowly said: "Hui Ku said that he knew that he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors and would definitely go to hell. He only hated that he couldn't see the day when the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed and his master's blood feud was avenged."
Hui Kong instantly became silent.
In essence, Hui Ku was the same as him.
Hui Ku violated the precept of anger and killing because of the hatred of his master being destroyed, and even more so didn't hesitate to refine the Sarira of his master's elders as a magic artifact in order to increase his strength and take revenge on the Great Zhou Dynasty.
He himself also knew that this was an act of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, but he just couldn't restrain the anger and hatred in his heart.
This was also Hui Ku's heart, it couldn't be quibbled or covered up, and there was no need to quibble or cover up.
Lin Feng said with a bit of regret: "Even though your junior brother Hui Ku's personality is extreme, he will definitely take revenge if he has a grudge, and it's not even a personal grudge, it's the blood feud of his master. Going straight, taking revenge if there's a grudge, I admire people like him. "
"Hui Ku knows that you've always been tracking him. He doesn't ask for your forgiveness, he only asks that after he gets his revenge, he'll let you deal with him and the Sarira will be worshipped again." Lin Feng said faintly: "Hui Ku had an epiphany before he died, his anger and hatred dissipated. His biggest regret isn't that he died before he got his revenge, but that the Sarira was lost in the Nether Blood River, unable to be returned to your hands."
Hui Kong's face gradually paled, a look of pain appearing in his eyes.
Lin Feng had always been paying attention to every change in his expression. Seeing this scene, he felt even more confident in his heart, and hurriedly continued to strike while the iron was hot: "Hui Ku has always hoped to obtain your forgiveness. He gave me that Thundershock Staff because he hoped that I would return it to you, and help him pass on a message, saying that he's destined to enter the Infernal Hell to atone for his crimes, but everything he does is for the Great Thunder Temple. If he has any bit of selfishness, the heavens will destroy him!"
"I passed on the Thundershock Staff to my disciple before, it was only for him to temporarily use for self-defense." Lin Feng lightly said: "Since I've met you today, I might as well give it to you."
Finishing speaking, Lin Feng handed the Thundershock Staff to Hui Kong, but Hui Kong didn't take it. His face was deathly pale, only muttering to himself: "Junior brother, you've gone the wrong way, you've really gone the wrong way … You, are muddle-headed, ai!"
At this point, Lin Feng was already completely clear that this Hui Kong and Hui Ku, when they studied together in the Great Thunder Temple back then, their relationship was definitely extremely close. It's very likely that they were taught by the same master, fellow disciples who ate and lived together.
After the Great Thunder Temple was destroyed, the two escaped together. The irritable and extreme Hui Ku refined an elder's Sarira as a magic item to increase his strength, and the serious and upright Hui Kong broke off relations with him because of this.
It's because of their deep feelings in the past that Hui Kong couldn't tolerate Hui Ku doing this kind of profane thing to his elder's remains, that's why he was so persistent in wanting to capture Hui Ku and take back the Sarira.
Understanding the relationship between the two, Lin Feng decisively added the final blow: "So, half of the credit for you being able to escape from my hands today belongs to that junior brother you've always been chasing. Where you go in the future, you're on your own."
Hui Kong looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, tears falling like rain, but he remained silent.
Lin Feng's expression was calm, looking at him without saying anything.
After a long time, Hui Kong's emotions finally calmed down. He took a deep breath, looked at Lin Feng and said: "Thank you, senior, for telling this humble monk so many things and unraveling the knot in this humble monk's heart for over ten years."
"This Thundershock Staff was given to senior by junior brother Hui Ku. Since senior has already passed it on to your brilliant disciple, this humble monk naturally won't ask for it back. I believe that even junior brother Hui Ku will agree with this humble monk's decision."
Lin Feng asked Silently: "If I let you go, what will you do?"
Hui Kong said: "This humble monk wishes to go to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and make a trip to that underground palace to pay respects to junior brother Hui Ku, then try to go deeper into the underground palace to see if I can luckily find a few Sarira. Even though the hope is slim, this humble monk will still give it his all."
Lin Feng could tell that this monk was a man of his word, therefore he loosened the restraints of the wargod puppet and let Hui Kong out.
Hui Kong put his hands together and bowed: "Before I offended your master and disciple, I am indebted to senior's magnanimity. This humble monk cannot thank senior enough. If fate wills it, we will meet again in the future. If there's anything that this humble monk can do, senior please let me know."
Lin Feng nodded his head indifferently. Hui Kong chanted the name of Buddha again, activating the Great Peng Wind Riding Technique and instantly disappearing into the distance.
Looking at Hui Kong's disappearing figure, Lin Feng let out a long breath.
Because of his relationship with Zhu Yi, he can't avoid going against the House of the Marquis of Xuanji and the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future. Burying a few more nails for them will only have benefits and no disadvantages.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. If I can make use of it, why not?
"Also … hehe!" Lin Feng smiled and took out a storage bag from his chest. This is Hui Kong's storage bag: "The storage bag of a golden elixir period cultivator, there should be something in it."
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